What a strange record! It could probably be described as slightly avant-garde, except it doesn’t really seem to have much of an intellectual angle. Daddy's Hands certainly seem to have had some fun recording it though. This is an album that could have gone very wrong, but which fortunately hasn't.

Picture this: weird vocals, half shouted or growled by a strange sounding man (named Charter Cruise – d’you get the idea?!) and half sung in a very high female voice (Mousy Connexion!) that reminds me of Bjork (especially on ‘Summertime’). Powerful rhythmic drumming, but that often uses “found” objects rather than your average snares and cymbals. Guitars that could be taken straight from your average Western film and a collection of eerie wailing violins, trumpets, keyboards and even xylophones. I guess that this could be compared to some of the more bizarre aspects of the late sixties’ psychedelic scene.

It won’t be to everyone’s taste, but it has a rhythmic quality and bluesy feel throughout which through their consistent quality allow you to enjoy the eccentric elements. Both vocalists have strange singing styles but neither are unlistenable, and each voice matches well with the backing music.

Only “Mon. Poisson” is weak, essentially a comedy song in French, but all the others are excellent.. I would, however, name ‘Summertime’, ‘Lady Bingo’ and ‘Scared Safari’ as my personal favourites. I could wonder if, by liking this record, my sense of musical quality control has gone. I don’t really care though because “Tutankhamun” is, among other things, enormous fun.